696: C696 The Power of a Sword

C696 The Power of a Sword

The power of a sword.

"Yue Er, give up!"

Xiuyuan's voice sounded like it came from the sky, making it hard for people to tell where he was. "My current movement technique, Profound Skill, is a divine-grade skill. No matter how big the range of your attack is, it's impossible to force me to reveal my real body."

"Last half a minute. After half a minute, both of you will be defeated by me in an instant." Xiuyuan had a proud expression, as if victory was within his grasp.

"Are we really going to lose?"

Yue Er knitted her brows tightly, and her face turned pale. In fact, she wasn't greedy for the position of the Palace Lord of the Chaotian Palace. However, she needed to borrow the identity of the Palace Lord of the Chaotian Palace to accomplish something that she had to accomplish.

Therefore, she had to obtain the position of the successor of the Palace Lord.

"We won't lose."

No one knew when, but Mu Yu had already arrived at Yue Er's side. His eyes were blue and purple. Under the interaction between the Eye of Time and the Purple Divine Pupil, he had clearly captured the trajectory of Xiuyuan's movement.

"Senior sister, leave the rest to me."

After Mu Yu finished speaking, he rose from the ground like a god and soared into the sky.

"Senior sister?" Yue Er was stunned. She did not understand why Mu Yu called her that.

Before she could think about it, her attention was completely focused on Mu Yu, who was soaring into the sky.

In the sky, Xiuyuan could feel Mu Yu's eyes locking onto his position. His pupils couldn't help but shrink.

He really couldn't understand how Mu Yu accurately pinpointed his position.

"But, so what? A few months ago, you were still defeated by me, a piece of trash that couldn't even withstand a single strike of mine. Even if I stood here, you wouldn't be able to do anything to me."

Thinking of this, Xiuyuan finally heaved a sigh of relief. There were only five seconds left before he could successfully accumulate power.

"Five!"

"Four!"

"Three!"

When there were only three seconds left, the incomparably bright sword beam that was thirty feet long separated from Mu Yu's Space-splitting Sword.

Under the radiance of this sword beam, the sun and moon in the sky dimmed down. Everyone held their breaths, their eyes filled with shock.

The sword light grew bigger and bigger in Xiuyuan's eyes. An incomparably dangerous aura swept over, causing his entire body to shiver and tremble.

"This brat has only been gone for a few months, how did he become so strong?"

Xiuyuan's pupils suddenly shrunk into a needle. This powerful sword light had firmly locked onto his body, making it impossible for him to dodge.

"Rumble..."

With a deafening roar, Xiuyuan's entire body fell down from the sky like a sandbag.

Instantly, a huge pit was smashed into the ground, and his entire body was buried underground.

Silence!

Incomparably silent!

In the minds of everyone present, the three great Young Palace Lords of the Chaotian Palace were existences that the younger generation could only look up to, and they were undefeatable existences.1

But today, the famous Xiuyuan, the Young Palace Lord, had actually lost!

He was defeated by a young man from the Sacred Institute, who was much younger than him. This was truly unbelievable.

"He actually won!"

Yue Er covered her lips as well. The beautiful eyes trembled.

When she chose Mu Yu, she only felt that Mu Yu had an aura that made her feel very close to him. She did not have much hope for Mu Yu's strength.

Therefore, she had him assist her from the beginning, and left all the attacks to her.

However, she didn't expect that when she was about to lose all hope, it would be Mu Yu who stood out and brought her the final victory.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was a loud sound. Xiuyuan jumped out from the ground and instantly returned to the ground.

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